Chapter 312 - Arrival of the Spirit Communication Realm Martial Artist Fifth Update

Lin Xuan unleashed a terrifying Sword Intent, striking all directions with shadowy Sword Qi.

People recoiled in horror, their hearts trembling from the force of the Sword Intent.

“Hmph, don’t think we are unprepared!” the Great Elder of the Cang Family sneered.

He flipped his palm, and a pitch-black chain appeared in his hand, clanking loudly.

At the same time, a Black Robed middle-aged man stepped forward to stand with the Great Elder of the Cang Family.

In his hands, he held a black flag, adorned with a horrifying Ghost Head.

Both men stepped forward with sinister smiles, while the other disciples quickly moved to form a Great Formation.

Lin Xuan’s figure flickered, his Longsword flailed, tracing mysterious trajectories in the air.

“Gale Chasing Lightning Sword, One Sword Breaks Mountains and Rivers!”

He unleashed his strongest Sword Skill as clouds roiled above in the sky, forming a Heavenly Giant Sword, its terrifying aura crushing everything around.

With a thunderous rumbling—

The Heavenly Giant Sword slashed down, sweeping clouds away, and fierce winds whirled all around.

With one strike, mountains shattered, rivers surged, and the power of Wind and Thunder howled.

When everything finally calmed, those who pursued him were reduced to mere flesh.

The head of the Great Elder of the Cang Family was buried in the ground, his eyes filled with immense horror and regret.

Lin Xuan sheathed his Longsword and turned to leave.

The emergence of Netherworld Hall was like a disaster, sweeping a bloody wind across the lands of Xia Country.

Some forces sent people to seek help from neighboring countries, only to find not just Xia Country, but several nearby nations all embroiled in warfare.

Ying Country, led by Purple Extreme Demon Palace, initiated the chaos.

They claimed themselves to be people of the Purple Demon Hall, echoing Netherworld Hall, and took over Ying Country.

Not long after, even more despairing news spread.

Purple Demon Hall and Netherworld Hall were both branches of a terrifying force known as the Black Dragon Sect.

A month later, a figure descended rapidly into Xia Country, his terrifying presence enveloping the sky.

At this moment, all the powerful figures from major forces felt an earth-shattering aura.

“Spirit Communication Realm!

A Spirit Communication Realm powerhouse has descended!”

Spirit Communication Realm, that was a level above Spirit Transformation Realm, with capabilities reaching the heavens.

With no Spirit Communication Realm warriors in the entire Xia Country, their resistance seemed futile.

Days later, a two-star Family in Fire State vowed to resist but when the Spirit Communication Realm warrior arrived, with a single palm strike, he obliterated the resisting family.

A miles-long pit formed on the ground, the entire Family flattened, not a single soul escaped.

This news spread swiftly across the entire Xia Country like wings.

All forces sighed, a deep sense of helplessness brewing.

It’s notable that this two-star Family had six Melt Spirit Realm Martial Artists, one of whom was very close to reaching Spirit Transformation Realm, at the Peak of Melt Spirit Realm.

Yet despite this, they could not escape; all perished under that terrifying palm.

One by one, forces surrendered and were quickly absorbed by Netherworld Hall.

One person, instilling fear across the entire nation.

Such was the power of a Spirit Communication Realm warrior!

Longzhou, Sword Pond Prefecture.

Today’s Sword Pond Prefecture has become a huge Ice Palace, radiating a terrifying cold energy.

Several Black Robed Men stood nearby, among them one exuded a vigorous aura that even twisted the surrounding air.

“Netherworld General is sealed inside?” asked the Black Robed Man with the terrifying presence.

“Report to Lord Yan, the Netherworld General is indeed sealed inside,” replied a nearby man in black clothing quickly, his aura not any weaker than that of the Netherworld General who attacked Sword Pond Prefecture.

A Spirit Transformation Realm powerhouse, now speaking humbly and submissively, would make anyone watching drop their jaw in astonishment.

Without a doubt, this central figure, Lord Yan, was a Spirit Communication Realm powerhouse who had subdued the entire Xia Country.

Only such a powerful figure could make a Spirit Transformation Realm Martial Artist willingly serve under him.

“What a pure Ice Frost Power.

It’s surprising to see such methods in this remote area,” Lord Yan said, his voice containing a hint of being moved.

“Master cannot open it either?” exclaimed the Netherworld General in surprise.

“Cannot open.” Lord Yan shook his head.

“I cannot even break it forcefully, I’m afraid only the Hall Master has a way!”

“Hall Master!” The Netherworld General gasped in shock, unable to believe that such a minor Sword Pond Prefecture would pose such a challenge.

“What about the task the Hall Master assigned?” the Netherworld General asked.

Lord Yan’s gaze turned gradually colder, “I heard someone came out from the Lin Family Ancestral Land and successfully escaped from the hands of the Netherworld General.”

“This person likely has what we are looking for, so we must find him!”

At this point, Lord Yan’s aura suddenly turned sharp, and behind him, a Demon Cloud swirled, transforming into countless fierce Evil Ghosts.

Everyone shivered, quickly agreeing, afraid to anger the unpredictable Lord Yan.

The following days, the operation to hunt down Lin Xuan intensified.

Not only in Xia Country, but all the surrounding countries were nervously searching, forming a terrifying network.

And such a tight operation was effective.

Ten days later, within the borders of Rain Country, someone spotted Lin Xuan.

Immediately, people from Purple Demon Hall and Netherworld Hall quickly moved out to capture Lin Xuan.

If they could capture Lin Xuan, it would surely be a great achievement; perhaps Lord Yan would reward them with a Treasure or Martial Arts, and they would make their fortunes.

Rain Country, in the Primitive Forest,

a golden figure moved swiftly, resembling a small mountain.

Above that golden shadow sat a blurry figure.

This figure was none other than Lin Xuan, and he was seated on Little Gold.

According to Lin Xuan’s plan, seeing as he was fleeing anyway, he might as well head to Dan King Valley, plus he had a half-year agreement with Elder Di Que.

Thus, he followed the same route he had used before, but unexpectedly, his tracks were still discovered.

Two groups of troops were quickly chasing from behind, including people from Purple Demon Hall.

Their Purple Extreme Demon Pupil came in handy, always managing to locate Lin Xuan’s tracks.

Fortunately, the highest Cultivation among the chasing enemies was a Middle-stage Spirit Fusion Realm Martial Artist; Lin Xuan could still manage.

However, as time passed, several more groups of people appeared around him, forming a encircling situation.

And in the direction Lin Xuan intended to go, towards Skyhawk Country, there was also a group of people.

Lin Xuan’s gaze flickered; he decided to strike first to gain the upper hand.

Folding up Little Gold, his cloak fluttered as he transformed into a black streak dashing forward.

Ahead, a young man with a demonic appearance sneered, his eyes emanating a blood-red color.

“Bloodline Power, Purple Extreme Bloodline!”

Two columns of blood sprayed out from his pupils, fierce like Divine Spears.

This young man was Zi Ye.

Since emerging from Floating Island, he leveraged his bloodline advantage to finally advance to the Spirit Fusion Realm.

Eager to capture Lin Xuan, he was the first to sign up for this mission, showing great enthusiasm.

“Lin Xuan, I want to personally torture you to death; only then can I relieve the hatred in my heart!”